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You open Google
You forget what you were going to Google
You remember later
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You forget what you were going to Google
You remember later
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You forget what you were going to Google
You remember later
So you open Google
You forget what you were going to Google
You remember later
So you open Google
You forget what you were going to Google
You remember later
So you open Google
You forget what you were going to Google
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March 4, 2025 at 6:43 AM
You open Google
You forget what you were going to Google
You remember later
So you open Google
You forget what you were going to Google
You remember later
So you open Google
You forget what you were going to Google
You remember later
So you open Google
You forget what you were going to Google
You re
You forget what you were going to Google
You remember later
So you open Google
You forget what you were going to Google
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A cool rock band but the band looks terrified of the lead singer who you’re pretty sure is a ghost and the rest of the band always rushes off stage after a show while the singer just stands there until the place is empty
January 29, 2025 at 7:14 PM
A cool rock band but the band looks terrified of the lead singer who you’re pretty sure is a ghost and the rest of the band always rushes off stage after a show while the singer just stands there until the place is empty
It’s January 20th, 2025
January 20, 2025 at 7:09 PM
It’s January 20th, 2025
You wake up one morning and you look in the mirror. You have become...Gary. Of all the people to become, you have become Gary. Out of every hated person in the world, Gary is definitely the worst of them all. What a detestable, stinky person, that Gary. Flies follow you everywhere now #ScaryStories
January 5, 2025 at 1:04 AM
You wake up one morning and you look in the mirror. You have become...Gary. Of all the people to become, you have become Gary. Out of every hated person in the world, Gary is definitely the worst of them all. What a detestable, stinky person, that Gary. Flies follow you everywhere now #ScaryStories
The Ghoul is coming
January 3, 2025 at 11:04 PM
The Ghoul is coming
You were suddenly thrust into the future against your will. It is the year 2025. You must now fend for yourself in this terrifying new world where monsters roam, used car salesmen control the world, and Discord users keep weird jars in their room
January 1, 2025 at 6:50 AM
You were suddenly thrust into the future against your will. It is the year 2025. You must now fend for yourself in this terrifying new world where monsters roam, used car salesmen control the world, and Discord users keep weird jars in their room
An emaciated creature slowly crawls after you, empty eye sockets fixed upon its target. Its skin sloughs off, dripping black fluid, and it has a thick, unidentifiable smoke pouring from its crooked mouth. In a screeching voice not of this world it says:
“Stop…posting…screenshots here…from Twitter”
“Stop…posting…screenshots here…from Twitter”
December 30, 2024 at 5:56 PM
An emaciated creature slowly crawls after you, empty eye sockets fixed upon its target. Its skin sloughs off, dripping black fluid, and it has a thick, unidentifiable smoke pouring from its crooked mouth. In a screeching voice not of this world it says:
“Stop…posting…screenshots here…from Twitter”
“Stop…posting…screenshots here…from Twitter”
The hair on the back of your neck stands up. You feel an overwhelming sense of foreboding. Every fiber of your being tells you not to turn the corner. Don’t. Turn. The corner. But against all reason, you do it anyway. And you immediately come face to face with…
Frickin Fred
Frickin Fred
December 30, 2024 at 5:44 PM
The hair on the back of your neck stands up. You feel an overwhelming sense of foreboding. Every fiber of your being tells you not to turn the corner. Don’t. Turn. The corner. But against all reason, you do it anyway. And you immediately come face to face with…
Frickin Fred
Frickin Fred
Lonely during the holidays? No worries! The Meat Lord is back! Now with screaming tendrils, you and your buds can have all the goofs and laughs this holiday season! Just remove your eyelids, submerge yourself in the Abysmal Ichor, and get ready to play! The Meat Lord is back! Batteries not included
December 28, 2024 at 12:10 AM
Lonely during the holidays? No worries! The Meat Lord is back! Now with screaming tendrils, you and your buds can have all the goofs and laughs this holiday season! Just remove your eyelids, submerge yourself in the Abysmal Ichor, and get ready to play! The Meat Lord is back! Batteries not included
Beware of Glorpy Greg. If he finds you, he will glorp your glorb. To avoid this horrifying fate, call the police. They will act as a diversion to escape
December 26, 2024 at 10:46 PM
Beware of Glorpy Greg. If he finds you, he will glorp your glorb. To avoid this horrifying fate, call the police. They will act as a diversion to escape
If the Mari Lwyd comes to your door and asks to be let inside so she can eat food, just throw an entire Christmas ham at her from afar. Easy. But if that somehow doesn’t work, the years you spent as a freestyle rap master will pay off here
December 26, 2024 at 3:56 AM
If the Mari Lwyd comes to your door and asks to be let inside so she can eat food, just throw an entire Christmas ham at her from afar. Easy. But if that somehow doesn’t work, the years you spent as a freestyle rap master will pay off here
You wake up and you're covered in teeth. All of your showers are now toothpaste and you wash yourself with a tiny toothbrush. Also you're poor and want to steal from children. You asked for this. You wanted to be the Tooth Fairy
December 22, 2024 at 12:14 AM
You wake up and you're covered in teeth. All of your showers are now toothpaste and you wash yourself with a tiny toothbrush. Also you're poor and want to steal from children. You asked for this. You wanted to be the Tooth Fairy
The Ghoul is coming
December 21, 2024 at 11:52 PM
The Ghoul is coming
When someone says they used "elbow grease", beware of them. That grease can only be bought from Elbow Salesmen, terrible fiends that steal elbows and scalp them at astronomically high prices, unlike the much more reputable and ethical Elbow Merchants
December 21, 2024 at 9:22 PM
When someone says they used "elbow grease", beware of them. That grease can only be bought from Elbow Salesmen, terrible fiends that steal elbows and scalp them at astronomically high prices, unlike the much more reputable and ethical Elbow Merchants
A loaf of bread but it's poisonous. And venomous. It bites you. The doctor can't figure out how to cure you. You die of a yeast infection
December 19, 2024 at 6:23 AM
A loaf of bread but it's poisonous. And venomous. It bites you. The doctor can't figure out how to cure you. You die of a yeast infection
A jar of mayonnaise but it’s always screaming. Any mayo that’s removed from it also screams. You can hear the screaming in your stomach. You can even hear it being flushed down the toilet. But that’s not the end. You absorbed the nutrients that are also screaming. The screaming is a part of you now
December 17, 2024 at 10:58 PM
A jar of mayonnaise but it’s always screaming. Any mayo that’s removed from it also screams. You can hear the screaming in your stomach. You can even hear it being flushed down the toilet. But that’s not the end. You absorbed the nutrients that are also screaming. The screaming is a part of you now
The Ghoul is coming
December 17, 2024 at 10:53 PM
The Ghoul is coming
You've eaten half of a cinnamon roll container when you realize that the expiration year on the container is cut off. Is it last year? Next year? No, it's this year, 1350 AD. They're time traveling cinnamon rolls and you've contracted the Black Death
December 17, 2024 at 8:27 AM
You've eaten half of a cinnamon roll container when you realize that the expiration year on the container is cut off. Is it last year? Next year? No, it's this year, 1350 AD. They're time traveling cinnamon rolls and you've contracted the Black Death
You cannot escape the Cream Configuration. It will always find you. All things within its path to you will become cream. And then you will become cream. All roads lead to cream
December 16, 2024 at 9:20 PM
You cannot escape the Cream Configuration. It will always find you. All things within its path to you will become cream. And then you will become cream. All roads lead to cream
The Ghoul is coming
December 16, 2024 at 3:50 AM
The Ghoul is coming
If you are ever approached by Nipple Ned while walking alone in the dark, DO NOT turn your eyes away from him. Despite how many nipples cover his eldritch form, you MUST count ALL of them before you can flee. Running away without counting them will make him sad and he doesn't deserve that, y'know?
December 15, 2024 at 9:31 PM
If you are ever approached by Nipple Ned while walking alone in the dark, DO NOT turn your eyes away from him. Despite how many nipples cover his eldritch form, you MUST count ALL of them before you can flee. Running away without counting them will make him sad and he doesn't deserve that, y'know?
A doughnut but a ghost is eating it. After the doughnut is eaten, the ghost eats the doughnut's ghost. Two for the price of one, but also a crime against nature
December 15, 2024 at 9:26 PM
A doughnut but a ghost is eating it. After the doughnut is eaten, the ghost eats the doughnut's ghost. Two for the price of one, but also a crime against nature
A grave headstone that can see you. It knows about you. It knows what you did. It knows when you will be buried there. It has a crush on you
December 12, 2024 at 11:22 PM
A grave headstone that can see you. It knows about you. It knows what you did. It knows when you will be buried there. It has a crush on you
You're coming home from work and round the corner and stop dead in your tracks. There, in the middle of the sidewalk stands...John. "But," you gasp to yourself, "I'm John." Indeed, you are. You're standing there, alone. Rent is due
December 12, 2024 at 2:11 AM
You're coming home from work and round the corner and stop dead in your tracks. There, in the middle of the sidewalk stands...John. "But," you gasp to yourself, "I'm John." Indeed, you are. You're standing there, alone. Rent is due
This account is now dedicated to the most terrifying posts
December 12, 2024 at 2:07 AM
This account is now dedicated to the most terrifying posts